So, the last few weeks have been tough on the weight loss front for me.
As I mentioned in an earlier blog, December was spent gaining and losing the same four pounds, over and over. January has been spent trying to get myself back on track and consistently into the groove. The end result of the last three weeks? According to my scale, I've lost a whopping 0.4# -- total drag, right?
But, I've been trying not to let it get me down -- after all, my weight loss has continued to grab rave reviews. Two weeks ago, my hairdresser claimed to see a change in me since Thanksgiving, in spite of the fact that the scale hadn't noticeably dropped in that time. And even last week, my neighbor sent some kind words my way. When I protested that the scale didn't reflect it, she said "Well everything must be redistributing, or something, because you're looking good!". Definitely brightened my day!
And, of course, during this time, I've made an effort to be present and accounted for here on Spark, hoping that my mere presence here will melt the fat and get me into a size smaller jeans (a girl can dream, right?)
Then yesterday happened. I was cruising around Spark, and read a new blog by BOTZZZ, who is one of my fave reads on SP. In the blog, he complained about his scale -- his daily weigh-ins had become erratic and he was getting frustrated. He wondered if he should replace his scale.
In a blinding moment of complete and utter lack-of-self-awareness, I seconded a suggestion that he buy new batteries for the scale before chucking it altogether. And I quote: "Mine totally does the schizophrenic reading-thing whenever the batteries need replacing."
It wasn't until after I hit "Post Comment" that the lightbulb went off over my own head.
OMG, what if my whole scale-not-budging thing (and maybe even the four-pound vicious cycle from December) -- what if that was just a result of my freaking scale battery?
I mean, I'm not an idiot, I do know that I made some missteps during December, but nothing heinous. It's not like I threw caution to the wind and partied hard for a month -- it was more of a be-good-for-six-days and then have one not-so-good day. Even if the scale battery was a culprit, I was still responsible for some of the four-pound fluctuations, in some way.
(Then again, bad scale days = bad mojo, so a faulty battery would most certainly be to blame for that, I'm just sayin'...)
At any rate, I stopped by RiteAid on my way home, bought a new battery and replaced the old one on my scale. What the hell -- couldn't hurt, right?
I woke up this morning.
I stepped on the scale, not really expecting it to tell a different story, when...
!!!zOMG!!! I LOST 4.4#!
Now, it doesn't officially count on my ticker or for awards until weigh-in on Sunday, but holy crow, people!
So, ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce you to THE most unexpected miracle weight loss product for 2013:
:::image courtesy Duracell.com:::